I'm afraid

I'm afraid. I'm afraid that you will forget me after few years, just like you cant remember the lady. (Even now, the anxiety due to the thought of losing you  is still there. Although it's no longer that strong, but the worries are there.) 

I guess I couldn't take it if I really lost you in my life. (But in fact I can, I think. I have to, eventually, isn't?)
Yes, I understand that people come and people go, no one would stay long.
But I have been treating you as my friend, even part of my family.
I cherish you. (You may or may not know how much I cared about you. But it's ok.)

I hope we get to share more about our lives when we meet up.
I wish we could have the chance to share each others' stories.
I hope someday we get to spend the time together, and share our deeper thoughts and feelings as I would like to know you better.
I wish we could spend a little of our time on simple greetings to each other (because I feel warm if some of my friends did that to me) and
I hope we will get to spend the time together in doing anything like travelling.

But this may, or may not happen at all.

Nonetheless, I'll embrace the feelings, and accept the fact that I value you instead of telling myself not to care about you so much due to the fear of lost. (Did I? Did I really do what I previously wrote? Seems like until now only I'm able to realise that I've been in the denial state and avoiding myself from being overly attached with you.) 

This post was originally written in early of July. As I realise that there's no any update post for July, I insist to post up some update for July due to my obsessive personality. (...) are some words that I just added when I read back to what I wrote earlier. 

Since when, I would be able to do it..?